I dreamed a dream in time gone by, when hope was high and life worth living. I dreamed that love would never die. I dreamed that God would be forgiving. Then I was young and unafraid when dreams were made and used and wasted. There was no ransom to be paid, no song unsung, no wine untasted.
| Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3030 | 2021-05-07 02:39:05 | 75.74 | 98% |
| 2680 | 2021-01-19 06:15:53 | 74.70 | 97% |
| 1427 | 2019-11-29 03:15:02 | 62.64 | 97% |